Chapter 39
Edna
My ears heated up.
I thought I would have developed an immunity to Killian's sweet words after multiple exposure to it, I was wrong.
Even if I had some kind of immunity, it turns into thin paper that could be poked with the slightest force once Killian opens his mouth. Each time his words dropped, I felt like I was back to square one all over again. He had a way to get me into my softest state.
I rolled my eyes, "Which queenly attitude? I don't even know what you are seeing. I am not like that. Stop pulling my legs."
Killian shook his head with a tiny smile at the corner of his lips, "I am not pulling your legs and I am not joking. I didn't even have to do anything and you are easing into the role of a Queen yourself. I'm so proud of you, Edna." After getting Killian's lovely promise, I finally let my mind be at ease.
That was when I remembered the last thing we have to do. I have to learn how to control my superpowers.
"Edna, it is time to learn the basics that I told you about Killian said.
I smiled before flexing my fingers, "I am ready. You just voiced what I was thinking about. Are you a worm in my stomach?"
My last sentence was on a light and joking note.
"I am not but I wish I am." Killian replied.
I rolled my eyes.
This guy had started again.
"Okay, relax. Be as free as possible. Let all the worrying thoughts in your head fade away." Killian's magnetic voice said, "Close your eyes, try to find the aura of your superpower. If you don't understand what the aura of your powers mean, think of it like this. It is a consciousness."
I listened attentively.
I didn't want to miss anything.
"Use your consciousness to look for something different from your normal self. Search for something that doesn't fit into the norm in your body." Killian continued.
I closed my eyes.
I was ready to put what Killian told me into practice but the rest of his words made me pause.
This was the exact thing I did in the bath earlier today.
"What's wrong?" Killian leaned forward in concern.
His eyes roamed every inch of my body as he tried to find what made me pause.
My mouth twitched, "Nothing is wrong. I have tried all these things you said earlier."
"So, what did you sense when you did this exercise?" Killian asked.
"I saw some kind of red ball. I think it is the aura or consciousness of my plant powers." I explained in words that were as clear as possible.
Killian nodded in appreciation, "That's a great start. Try to focus on manipulating that ball you saw. Try to bend it to your will. Edna, what do you want to do right now? Do you want to grow a sprout or make a vine. Just do anything you want. Bend that ball you saw into the shape and form you want at all costs."
"Alright, I will try my best." I clenched my fists.
I took a deep breath and exhaled slowly.
My eyes fluttered close and I found myself in a dark space again.
The red ball with uncountable threads was still there.
I wanted to make a whip.
A whip was similar to a vine.Original from NôvelDrama.Org.
I imagined myself using mental hands to mold the red ball in my mind into what I wanted it to be.
It was hard at first.
It felt like I was back to a dark period.
That time period was when I was trying to establish a relationship with the red ball with an extra layer of rejection from the ball.
It wasn't great.
Thankfully, after a few seconds of battling through the rejection of the plant superpower, I saw the power bending to my will.
I shaped it in the likeness of a whip.
I could feel something forming in my hand.
When I felt like there was nothing more to do, I opened my eyes.
My gaze settled on my hand. The thing in my hand surprised me.
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It wasn't the whip I was going for at all. It was an strange mix between an hammer and a cane.
There was a warped lump at the top of the unknown item I created. It acted as the hammer head.
The green color of the plants that make up the body of the unknown item I created had a heavy shade of red.
A clap interrupted my observation.
I glanced at Killian.
"Don't beat yourself up too much. For your first time, you tried your best. You have a good grasp of your powers. What you need is more practice and you will be at the level you want to be." Killian advised, "Give yourself time to grow, I didn't get to where I am in one day. It took countless years of practice, injuries and many more to get to this point. You will get there soon. I believe in you."
"Killian, you are the best." I said under my breath.
His words gave me great motivation. It acted like an energy drink.
I was full of fighting spirit again. I was ready to try till I get it right.
I closed my eyes and started my visualization technique. This time, I was very careful.
I didn't let pride get to me.
I concentrated fully.
Getting the best I could achieve was the goal.
I formed the whip I wanted bit by bit, strand by strand.
After I finished molding the power flowing through my veins into what I wanted it to be, my eyes fluttered open.
I tried my possible best. Still, my heart didn't have much hope for the results.
When I opened my eyes, I was pleasantly surprised by what I saw.
A whip was in my hand.
It was short and it looked like the plants that formed the body had stunted growth.
Still, I was beside myself with joy.
This was a great beginning.
At least, I made a whip.
My first works didn't have to be beautiful or perfect. Like Killian said, I would get it right soon.
"Killian, see! I did it! I made a whip." Intense excitement filled my heart.
I couldn't keep it in. I basically flew to where Killian was standing in. I almost shoved the whip into his face because of my joy.
Killian's hand wrapped around my wrist. He brought my hand closer to his face.
He looked at the whip before the most beautiful smile I could have the pleasure of seeing bloomed on his lips.
"Edna, you did it. I knew you could." Killian's smile became bigger, "I didn't doubt you for one second."
"I am going to practice until I get this whip right." Conviction coated my voice as I clenched my fists.
"Well, I won't stop you. What I won't take is you not getting adequate rest." Killian said, "After a few hours of practicing, we have to retire and get a good night sleep. Tomorrow is our wedding. Stress comes with things like that and I don't want you to be extra stressed. We have to go to bed early."
"I understand." I reassured Killian, "Wait, my measurements! I haven't seen any seamstress or tailor coming to take the required details to tailor the dress to my figure."
"Don't worry about that." Killian clicked his tongue, "I gave the seamstress your measurement already."
My eyes widened, "How did you do that? How did you get my measurement without actually measuring me? I am confused."
Killian chuckled, "I used my eyes. I trust in my vision. Don't worry, you are going to do a little session of fitting before you appear at the actual wedding."
I exhaled in relief before glaring at Killian, "Better."
My mind wanted to think about his first sentence. I stopped that action immediately.
I have serious things to do. I don't want to blush like a prawn while practicing.
Since all the pressing issues were addressed, I went back to my practice.
It was time to live up to the expectations Killian had.
Whether it is for Killian, my brother or me, I have to get stronger quickly.
Only strong men or women have the right to speak.
That fact was especially clear on Blue Star.
The aliens wouldn't really accept a weak Queen. Killian's stance didn't matter. He wouldn't be by my side 24/7.
I have to utilize every chance I get to become the better version of who I was in the past.